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If you ask me I'm thinking I'm just blowing off some steam, some hot air that doesn't add up to the old cliche of a hill of beans. A hill of fucking beans.
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It's as if the house knew I was relinquishing my hold on it.
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Sunlight and the small wind/
swallow the frost/
on rooftops and windshields
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Now, if someone is tellin' you that she had a date with Edgar Allen Poe, you might be tempted to say, "Hey, sister, what kind of drugs you be doin' for the last two days?" But I swear on my Aunt Boo's chastity belt that's what went down and with my…
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Creating a world in which no one believes . . . killing a world in which no one could believe.
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I invited Henry to go out with me and Marge, suggesting he ask Ellen who he dated a while back and who still asked about him, but Henry shook his head “no” and said “out things” were just too boring at our ages — and besides, since his…
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A man comes out of the waves
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Then he said something that really made sense, said he kept a blank check in his back pocket...
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She’s the worst student in my Modern Film class and we’re alone at a bar.
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Going to catch Ma a fish. Won't be special like Tom coming home. But she won't have to feed it. She can eat it.
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I seem to be at a crisis in this cursed writing life of mine[exclamation point] I am too depressed to squeeze another uncannily inspiring observation out of my pert[comma] sassy self[semi-colon] I waiver hysterically between feverish confidence and a pai
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for a handful of weeks/ my father took me to/ the college of art and design/ downtown/ where i took drawing lessons./
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Do you think that’s a good idea, you said. Sure, I said, as the men coiled up the anaconda and put it in a second truck that had arrived. You don’t think anyone will wonder what our motives are?
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Call it a spell or a prayer or a ritual; it worked.
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I spent most of those days in my car. Stashed in the trunk was a cache of precious stones, neatly sorted and separated, bound in smooth black velvet inside a smooth black briefcase.
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Slut Whore has every Barbie on the market lined up sitting on the windowsill along her bedroom wall, and all their best clothes and accessories.
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“Later,” I say to the frisky crickets, verbal cash of the eggnog spa, spot of gum…
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We're killing off the elephants. We're killing off the tigers. We're killing off monarch butterflies. We're wrecking the coral reefs. Big sad gorillas don't feel at home in their own homes. And all instead of learning to live in some…
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Some days, you want all the red states to secede
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you notice some of what
you need―
a pressure of something
you've intended,
somewhere without
a place,
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last night a girl came
to me in the shape
of my suicide.
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You the macho man
shuffling one woman
out the back entrance
to let another one in the front.
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If opposites attract, that might explain it, Doreen and I. Conjugally blissed through thick and thin. Forty some odd years. Since June of sixty five.
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We've come this far. That's all we know. We've watched others reach their abrupt ends. They've given us this exact moment and we've taken it from them, sometimes without thinking. It's time for the next communication. I know what concern is…
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People Who Go to Poems for Truth
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nothing suffices as harbor / but a permit to claw at every yawing chasm
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Look at her. She doesn't want to be here. The kiss and “wouldn't miss it for the world” was as empty as her crossed arms, crossed legs, and jittery foot were loaded. She attacked the foam of her latte with a tiny red straw. I wanted to scream. Complain about the…
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The gaunt broken man walked with short quick steps on the uneven path.
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